Nine Yang Divine Technique:
A supreme divine martial art!
Pure yang and pure strength!
Once cultivated, it drastically accelerates true essence generation and greatly enhances the body's regenerative abilities.
Even ordinary punches and kicks gain tremendous destructive power. Its defense was unmatched, rendering the practitioner immune to all poisons. It was especially effective against cold and yin-based techniques.
The human body has approximately 52 single acupoints, 300 paired acupoints, and 50 extra meridian points—108 vital acupoints in total. Among them, 72 are non-fatal, while 36 are deadly—commonly known as "death points."
A total of 720 acupoints!
Fully opening all of them means the technique is mastered!
From then on, true essence will circulate endlessly and regenerate on its own!
Supreme Divine Martial Art?
What did that even mean?
Su Ba's eyes showed a bit of confusion.
According to his inherited memories, cultivation techniques in the Xuantian Continent were divided into four tiers: Human, Mystic, Earth, and Heaven.
But if he remembered correctly, even the strongest martial institute in the entire Wind Martial Kingdom—Yunmeng Martial Institute—only had Mystic-tier techniques!
As for Earth-tier ones, those could only be found in legendary sects.
And Heaven-tier?
He had never even heard of one being seen.
Yet now, a Supreme Divine Martial Art had appeared before him…
Was this technique strong? Or not?
With curiosity in his heart, Su Ba finished reading the Nine Yang Divine Technique.
The scroll disintegrated into stardust and merged directly into his mind!
Its cultivation routes and training methods were instantly engraved in his memory.
Su Ba's eyes gleamed with sharp light!
Was it his imagination?
Even though his cultivation hadn't risen, he felt as if his strength had exploded—like he could punch a mid-stage Two-Star martial artist to death!
Was this technique overpowered?!
Su Ba couldn't help but feel a little excited!
"Whew… Calm down, calm down. The path of martial arts is endless. This is only the beginning…"
Taking a deep breath, he tried to settle his emotions.
Just as he was about to sit down and begin cultivating—truly exploring the mysteries of the Nine Yang Divine Technique—
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Someone was knocking at the door!
'This late at night? Who could it be?'
Su Ba frowned slightly but still went to open the door.
Outside stood two people.
One short and stocky, the other with a sharp, rat-like face.
Su Ba didn't recognize either of them—but the look of contempt in their eyes? That was all too familiar.
His eyes narrowed.
"It's late. What do you two want?" Su Ba asked calmly.
"Oh ho, Su the Trash, so you really do live here, huh?"
The rat-faced youth's eyes lit up.
"Hahaha! Su Trash! We heard you haven't shown up at the academy for days. Thought you must have kicked the bucket!"
The stocky youth burst out laughing mockingly.
"Idiots."
Su Ba shook his head, his face emotionless as he slammed the door shut, leaving them to eat dust.
??
The two thugs were stunned for a second—then their faces twisted in rage!
The hell?!
This worthless loser actually dared slam the door on them?!
"BANG!"
The stocky thug landed a powerful kick and sent the door flying open, storming into his room with the rat-faced youth right behind him, both fuming with anger.
Su Ba stood with his back to them, his expression now icy calm.
"Speak. Who sent you?"
They wouldn't pick a fight for no reason—someone was clearly behind this.
Sure enough, the stocky one sneered.
"Su Trash, you're quite bold. You kicked the girl that Brother Wang had his eyes on… and thought hiding at home would save you?"